Chapter 352: Sure enough, it was a little RB

What is the source of the problem?
Qi Guozuo frowned, and Fang Ming pondered, while Qian Jiali looked at Fang Ming with expectant eyes. Fang Ming saw Qian Jiali's gaze, smiled and said, "Old money, I am not a fairy, the devil is currently I don’t know where the Feng Shui problem of the building is."
Fang Ming is telling the truth, Qi Guozuo's accomplishments in feng shui are not low, even he has investigated for several days and did not find out the feng shui problem, he just came here, he has not traveled all over this area, how could he look so fast Where is the problem?
"Master Fang, I believe you can definitely find the problem."
However, Qian Jiali is still full of confidence in the other party's Ming. He feels that as long as Fang Ming is given enough time, he can certainly find the source of the problem of the gas field chaos here.
However, what is lacking now is time.
If you go on like this, the entire Modu Building will be abandoned in less than a month.
"Master Fang, if you can, I hope you can help find the root cause of Feng Shui in the building together."
Qi Guozuo also cordially invited Fang Ming to prove his strength. His accomplishments in Feng Shui are not under him. Feng Shui and his servants come first. His age is negligible.
"Master Qi is polite, if I can, I will definitely do my part."
Fang Ming nodded his head and accepted it. No matter how, the Modu Building represented a face of the Modu Building. If the Modu Building was abandoned, it would be the entire Modu, the entire country, and even the entire nationality that was ashamed.
"If I want to see it, I still have to check it from Little Japan. I think it's the ghost of Little Japan. I can't find someone to tie up Little Japan, and then scare them, I don't believe that they don't explain."
Chen Ze pouted, but Fang Ming's eyes suddenly lighted up after hearing Chen Ze's words, "This is a good idea."
Fang Ming's words were exported, and the expressions of Qi Guozuo and Qian Jiali became weird. Even Chen Jianjun swallowed and kidnapped or kidnapped the Japanese. This is not a trivial matter.
Feeling the strange eyes of everyone, Fang Ming smiled slightly. He knew that he had not made it clear that everyone had misunderstood it, and explained at the moment: "I don’t mean kidnapping the Japanese, but looking for someone to rent an office in the World Financial Center Building. Let's break into the inside first to see if it's the other party's ghost."
"Buy an office?"
Qi Guozuo's face was hesitant, "I'm afraid it's not easy, not all companies in the Global Financial Center can move in, and I couldn't find a suitable company for a while."
"Cough." Chen Jianjun suddenly coughed, "Old Qi, that... I rented an office in the World Financial Center not long ago, but I haven't moved in yet."
Chen Jianjun's expression was a bit embarrassing. After all, in front of Qi Guozuo, the designer of Modu Building, he said that he rented an office in the World Financial Center.
"That's right, we just took this opportunity to take a good look at the situation of this global financial center."
Fang Ming stood up, quite recklessly, Chen Jianjun nodded, turned and walked out of the lounge, and when he came back soon, he had a bunch of keys and card.
The World Financial Center is not far from the Modu Building, but Fang Ming still chose to take the car, and the car directly saw the underground parking lot, because this is Fang Ming's request.
"It's so heavy."
As soon as the car reached the underground parking lot, Fang Ming's brow wrinkled. Qi Guozuo explained to the side: "This is what Little Japan deliberately made this because the light of the sun is the blaze of the strong sun, and Little Japan wants to guarantee His own building was not hurt, so he cast a polypost in this basement."
Before the construction of the Modu Building, Qi Guozuo had a detailed understanding of the World Financial Center Building, and he had also seen the design drawings, knowing that Little Japan hit a dozen columns on the vagina, which can stimulate the underground yin.
Fang Ming didn't say anything. The group got on the elevator and went directly to the office floor rented by Chen Jianjun.
"The gas field is very stable, and there is not much change." Qi Guozuo said to Fang Ming after testing it with the compass.
"The original company on this office just moved away two months ago, and many of the equipment is still here."
Chen Jianjun introduced the situation, but Fang Ming noticed some murals hanging on the wall and asked, "Is this company in front a Japanese company?"
"Yes, the Japanese opened it."
Fang Ming pondered for a moment, and suddenly said: "Can you find out how many companies have moved out in this building in the past three months, on which floors, and which companies have you moved out?"
"It should be possible to investigate. I remember that the property of this building is composed of three companies, one of which is our domestic company. When I rented this office, I also dealt with their property management. I’ll ask."
Chen Jianjun accepted it, picked up the phone and walked aside to dial it.
"Master Fang, did you find anything?"
When Qi Guozuo heard Fang Ming's instructions, his old eyes looked at Fang Ming with expectation and asked.
"I'm still not sure, everything will come out after a while, but if it's really as I guessed, then this time things will be no small matter."
Fang Ming's eyes are filled with murky eyes. He has a terrible guess. If confirmed, it can only be said that Little Japan is really crazy.
Chen Jianjun didn’t let Fang Ming wait for a long time. After ten minutes, he hung up the phone and came to look at Fang Ming.
I just asked. In the past three months, a total of 16 companies moved out of this building, and These 16 companies are Japanese companies without exception."
"In addition, this is only counted by my friend’s property company, because this building is managed by three property companies, and some floors are not managed by my friend’s property company, but by Japanese property companies. Those floors They don’t know the situation."
When Chen Ze heard his father’s words, there was a doubt on his face,
What’s the point of Little Japan? The collective wants to move out of here. Isn’t this building their pride?

"That's because they know that this building will soon have feng shui problems and evacuate ahead of time."
Fang Ming's expression was cold, and there was no emotion in what he said. "The chaos in the gas field of the Modu Building is just the beginning, and this should be the World Financial Center Building."
Qi Guozuo was shocked when he heard this, "Master Fang, you said that the gas field of this building will also have problems?"
"Ok."
Chen Ze scratched his head, "If that's the case, then it's really not the ghost of Little Japan."
Fang Ming glanced at Chen Ze, "Why say that."
"How is it that the ghosts of Little Japan did not need to compensate themselves? Isn't this harming others?" Chen Ze replied without thinking.
Fang Ming smiled, with a cold light in his eyes. "If it weren't for the ghost of Little Japan, how could they know that the aura of the building would become chaotic, and how would they move out early?"
Facing Fang Ming's inquiry, Chen Ze didn't know how to answer all of a sudden. After thinking about it, he patted his thigh. "Yes, Little Japan must have known it, and almost got cheated."
"Master Fang, you said it was a ghost made by the Japanese, but what good is it for the Japanese?" Qian Jiali asked a little.
"Master Qi, I want the entire satellite map of Lujiakou, and also mark the contractors and companies of all the buildings on the map." Fang Ming said toward Qi Guozuo instead of answering directly.
"It takes some time." Qi Guozuo pondered for a moment. This is not a small project, and it needs to cooperate with the relevant local authorities.
"Well, it just happens that I have to determine another thing."
Fang Ming nodded, and the next group was divided into two groups. Qi Guozuo and Qian Jiali went to investigate the construction of this area and the situation of the enterprise, while Fang Ming went to another place with Chen Ze. As for the two brothers, Chen Jianjun and Chen Haiquan, they left each other.
After all, both of them are company executives, especially Chen Jianjun, and the company's business is extremely busy.
Half an hour later, Fang Ming and Chen Ze came to a building.
"Cultural Museum, Fang Ming, what are we doing here?"
Chen Ze was a little puzzled. Why did he come to the Cultural Center? However, Fang Ming did not answer, but walked straight into the cultural center.
Cultural centers are available everywhere. They are mainly used to store some local culture and documents, and record some major events that have happened in a place, as well as the traces left by historical changes.
"Mr. Fang."
Inside the door of the cultural center, a young man in his thirties saw Fang Ming and Chen Ze coming in and stepped forward to ask.
"Correct."
Fang Ming nodded.
"The curator has called me just now. I have sorted out all the materials you need. Mr. Fang, please come with me."
Before coming to the cultural center, Fang Ming asked Qi Guozuo to contact the person in charge of the cultural center, so when he arrived, the cultural center had already prepared the materials.
The young man took Fang Ming to a table, and placed more than a dozen archive texts on the table. Besides, the computer was also turned on.
"Mr. Fang, according to your requirements, this is all the information documents at the address of the World Financial Center Building. The information after the founding of the country has been entered into the computer to be viewed, and the information before the founding of the country is here."
"It's hard work."
After Fang Ming expressed his gratitude, the young man left and consciously ceded the place to Fang Ming and Chen Ze.
"You don't need to read the information after the founding of the People's Republic of China, mainly before the founding of the People's Republic of China. Check if there are any special places."
Fang Ming gave Chen Ze the task, but he picked up a document and turned it over. Although Chen Ze was puzzled, he still did what he said.
Time passed little by little.
When Chen Ze saw the third document, a sudden expression on his face suddenly exclaimed: "Impossible."